Tag: Ann Demeulemeester

on nickel + allergies + the unfortunate combination of the two

What happens when you develop a physical intolerance to your wardrobe? On bondage gear fate and hopeless metal sensitivities, a taste of my latest piece, “Allergic to Fashion,” on the Style Con: “It appeared that my nickel allergy was (quite literally) itching to thwart my accessory style, namely my bondage gear, cc: harness collection, and hence, debilitating my layering game. But what does a fiend do in such an, okay, less literal bind when it...

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public relations, november 2013

Are you currently residing in the People’s Republic of China? Do you subscribe to Self China? Do you read Vogue.com, or better yet, look at its conglomeration of Phil Oh-lensed street style photographs circa the proper noun that is Paris Fashion Week? If you answered yes to either question, congratulations, you can skip reading this as I direct you to something more worth your time, like NPR, or perhaps the Yohji Yamamoto section of Yahoo Japan....

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under construction // bondage and bustles

Blame it on the eternal spirit of Halloween, of the freaky and otherworldly that live on in my bewitched heart year round, or just my penchant for sartorially shocking my mother (hi Mom!), but as autumn’s progressed, and as my layers continue to multiply, I’ve become attached- rather, glued- to my small collection of Zana Bayne harnesses, enamored by the transformative power of fashion’s iteration of bondage wear. The subversion of fetish-wear denotes a certain...

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garbage dress

The clock strikes midnight on New York Fashion Week, and as our carriages return to pumpkins [note: I'm making donuts] and our Instagram feeds trim excess fourth-row-”Leave it to [insert irrelevant designer here] to make spring florals fresh!”-fat, I reflect on a week of late nights and mediocre collaboration/anniversary/September-issue celebrations to examine that most prevalent of the party set, er, the “It” girl: the party dress. Cringe with me. It is a truth universally acknowledged that the...

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class of fall 2013′s superlatives and most likelies

Hordes of grade schoolers and co-eds are currently stocking up on protractors, no. 2 pencils, and 8 1/2 x 11″ ruled paper, and I, a former writing instrument obsessee, look upon the season not with envy for the fresh scent of wood shavings emanating down the fifth floor corridors or the beginning of September attempts to simultaneously remember new locker combos, calc formulas, and my crush’s favorite band, but rather, for the refresh of the...

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